Stacy Horn

Weirdly, I wasn’t as into it this year. My favorite thing was the dancing skeletons in the doorway in the very beginning of this movie. Maybe I should go back to drumming in the parade.

It’s embarrassing how often I have to resort to a thesaurus when I’m writing, for instance. It’s not like I use the words I find there, although I actually often do, but I need it as a kickstarter for finding other ways to express myself.

Subtle, but enjoyable Halloween decorations on 11th Street. Rat skeletons crawling all over the front of an apartment building.

Still nothing at my favorite spot on 11th Street. I fear it means those days are over. Thank you, whoever did it, for all the great decorations in the past. But there are still plenty of great decorations to see. This is pretty freaking amazing.

This was at 5th Avenue and 11th Street, on my way to choir.

This is a pumpkin version of the martian squeeze toy thing, I think!

The results of the second biopsy came back and his tumor has been upgraded to Grade III, the worst. We have an appointment with the oncologist on Wednesday. I’m feeling very discouraged. I posted a rant about the place I’m taking him to, but I took it down. I’m going to wait until this is all over before posting about the service and care they provided.

But here is the picture I included with that post. I walked crosstown yesterday and noticed that no other neighborhood I passed through decorates for Halloween the way the West Village does. Yay us!! (Although I can’t take any credit, of course.)

Finney is still doing very well. The incision seems to be healing nicely, no redness or swelling, and he continues to eat well, and shows no signs of pain or discomfort, except when he goes to lay down. He’s clearly careful about which side he lays down on.

You can see how much they shaved him, and how naked he looks. He’s like a cat with his pants off. That’s a fentanyl patch on his hind leg. The other shaved spots are for iv’s.